Author Archives: Jada Yuan

The pale pink cream liqueur Pharrell Williams pours into a tumbler of ice isn’t just for me, but for all womankind. He urges me to smell, to sniff, to sip, watching attentively for my reaction. The summer sun has begun to set over the patio of … Continued

At what point, precisely, does adulthood begin its irreversible forward march? When you’re born? When you lose your virginity? When the government deems you mature enough to drive, drink, vote, smoke, or go off to war? At midnight on your … Continued